Butterfly Mansion Novels & Stories

At this moment, the sun was shining high in the sky, and it seemed that there was still a long time to the night. However, as the host, Zephyr Khan did not say much. Riding on the wind bird, the group of people quickly descended from a mansion in this city. This mansion was very ancient and luxurious. Whether in terms of structure or style, one could tell that the cost of building this mansion should be unimageable. "Damn old man Yan, why don't go through the gate? Do you have to fall on my head?" Before the bird could even stand firm, a thunderous roar was heard.

Adrian asked Uncle Antonio as they made their way to her room. The mansion was an elegant two-story building spanning 5,000 square feet. It boasted an in-built horse stable and racing track and was beautifully decorated with flowers, a massive garden, and a butterfly conservatory. "She's been recuperating through the week, although she keeps insisting on seeing you," Antonio explained as they ascended to the first floor. Each floor had eleven rooms with its own facilities. Adrian's mother stayed at the end of the hall. As they walked by, maids and butlers greeted them. Giuseppe, the head housekeeper, greeted Adrian calmly at the end of the hall.

When they'd gotten to the big doors of the Mansion, it swung open and a Butler stood in front of the entrance. "Welcome home master." He said courteously. "Out of the way already. Or would you rather I stand outside?" The butler moved hurriedly out of the way, bowing to apologise, "I'm sorry master." They both walked into the dimly lit mansion and the fluttering sounds of wings from bats perching upside down from the chandelier filled the room. Five bats flew down, encircling in several directions. A great fog arose and few seconds later, where numerous bats flew, stood Four men and a woman.

Archer and the others exchanged a look towards each other , " This is my wife's home . You don't have any rights .Mr .Ramon is the one ,who handed the property to her until ,he is getting well .That means ,this is my wife's property right ??? . I think ,you are the one who is living in this home illegally right ??? " The men's face ,had already darkened .He seemed to ve , vigouros . Everyone exchanged a look towards each other.But, Rafter squeeled out in happiness from inside. Even ,he got surprised .He expected, Shizuka would get trapped in the marriage by Savina .But ,this is something different . She's already, married . " Stop speaking , useless .Who are you ?? This is not your wife's ho

She pressed her lips together and closed her eyes momentarily. The opulent mansion loomed before Rita and Vivian as they stepped out of the car, greeted by the crisp evening air. The butler, dressed in a sharply tailored suit, guided them through the grand entrance and into the spacious foyer. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling, casting a soft glow on the marble floors. "Right this way, ladies," the butler, said, leading them toward the living room. As they entered the room, Vivian couldn't help but gasp at the sheer extravagance surrounding her. Plush sofas, exquisite artwork, and intricately designed furniture filled the room. Rita, although familiar with the grandeur, still found her

Besides, he didn't say anything about walking around, he just didn't allow me to come out of the main mansion door. I walked through the quiet hallways passing through rooms. The walls were decorated beautifully with artwork from renowned artists. Well at least he has good taste. I walked around for about thirty minutes and stumbled upon a second kitchen. It looked clean so it was probably in use. Then again only Baron and his workers lived in the house and a second kitchen wasn't a necessity. There was a door leading to the yard and I followed it. I walked for a while and stumbled upon a beautiful garden. It had flowers of different kinds and colours and beautiful butterflies fluttering aro

I stated ending this conversation before her mind went wild. "Ok okay. Can I see it?" She asked the question I knew she would. "When we get home I'll take you to the garden." I said with a soft smile. I had found the most exotic butterflies from all around the universe and brought them to the palace. I had taken the butterfly I deemed the best and taken away its ability to fly and made it immortal. So inside a small golden cage in the garden was a butterfly that I thought she would love the most. She would look at it and fall in love with it. Never realizing that It represented her.

It's dark but the lights are there to brighten the dark road. I can hear the noise of the sea . Are we really on an island or what? I walked ahead and found its sea. And the other side is filled with forest. The mansion is in the middle. "Enjoying the view butterfly?" I heard his voice and turn around to find him standing there folding his hands on his chest and giving a deadly smirk You're dead Turvi he will kill you now. "Do you think it's that easy hitting the maid and sneaking out from the window? I mean come on butterfly why will I choose this easy security for you?" he asked and I mentally face palmed myself for my stupidity

“Well?“ he prompted. I took a step out and looked around, considering my options to overpower this human and make a run for it. I looked at Bartholomew and saw that strange look on his face again. He knew what i was thinking of. I sighed; I could really do with a warm bath now, so I nodded for him to lead the way. He responded with a curt nod of his head and walked down the hallway and up the short flight of stairs. He came out on another more lighted hallway, and I took a second to acknowledge how beautiful this mansion was. My feet sunk into the plush rugs that carpeted the hallway, and gold chandeliers hung down from the ceiling. “This way,“ the butler said. I followed him for another min

I was so nervous on the short drive that my fingers tingled as the car drew close to the Klein Mansion. It wasn’t far from my home, and it was almost as large as Alex’s mansion. But instead of stone, this mansion was entirely made of wood and brick. It’s sprawled across part of the several-acre property that had hedge rows on three sides. A fenced-in pool was on one side of the house, and a tennis court on the other. The butterflies in my stomach beat their wings faster when the chauffeur pulled in front of the mansion’s entrance. This was it. I had to make a good impression on Victor’s mother. It was important to my future, even if I didn’t marry Victor.